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( ⊳ ) xxx Karii'Lianah vas Amazon
( ⊳ ) xxx The Citadel; Docking Bay.
( ⊳ ) xxx Owyn Skipper.
( ⊳ ) xxx Karii'Lianah vas Amazon
( ⊳ ) xxx The Citadel; Docking Bay.
( ⊳ ) xxx Owyn Skipper.
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- "You should be celebrating with the rest of the crew," she said in indignation, something that was unusual for the Quarian. "Not being forced to take on another mission," she glared at no one in particular, though it was obvious even through the thick visor. She had to force herself to stop complaining, it wasn't going to get anything accomplished and she knew that for a fact. These were orders from Admiral Hackett. She would never say no to anything Ysin'Mal would have told her to do, how could she (or any of the crew, really) except Skipper to say no? Her arms crossed over her small bust as they reached the elevator reached the Docking Bay. Despite her closed mouth at this point, she was still ranting inside her mind. It was one thing to force Skipper into another mission, but this was something he was having to do on his own. It was a terrible idea! He didn't even have the chance to cope with what had just happened merely hours before arriving to the Citadel before they were launching him out in the middle of their celebration to head off to Bahak System. As if going alone wasn't bad enough, they were shipping him off to a well known Batarian system. It was ridiculous! Skipper had remained quiet the majority of the walk from their hotel-room party to the Docking Bay, just patiently listening to Karii vent about the situation he had been placed in. Finally, the pair was standing beside the ramp to the USV Amazon.
The covert mission they were sending Skipper on wasn't something that anyone should have been volunteered for. It was infuriating to think about. The rescue mission he was being forced on sounded more like a suicide mission. The details she had managed to over hear during the commotion of the party were few and ambiguous. Surely he was going to get a more thorough report while on the Amazon in the privacy of the vidcom room. All she could really hear was something about recovering an Alliance Scientist that had been captured for terrorism. Honestly, she had no idea what that had to do with Skipper. If the human was a terrorist, she was a terrorist. Then again, this was Batarian Space they were talking about. Batarians weren't exactly known for their unbiased opinions and rational thought processes. It was a good thing Hackett had contacted Skipper as early as he had, the Captain wasn't even been able to throw back a drink. But that didn't matter now..
They were outside of the Amazon now and she had realized that there was nothing she could say or do to convince him to come back to the room with the rest of the crew. She frowned, "... Its not fair," was all she was able to mutter. Owyn looked upon her with a shrug. "Well, this one's pretty important. They wanna make sure it gets done, Karii." She nodded, "I know.." she looked away and her arms slipped away to rest on her hips. "Just.. Come back fast. I still have a lot of questions about that Krogan statue." "When I get back, you and me can go to Tuchanka and ask them about it personally," Karii couldn't help but smile and nod, "I look forward to it, Captain." Nothing more but a simple wave was given from Skipper as he stepped onto the Amazon. The hatches closed with a hiss. Engines roared to life simultaneously as the frigate began to lurch backwards. Her hood fluttered with the backdraft as it turned, only to coast off into the distance. Her head tilted gently to the side before she turned on her heels to return to the crew's Celebratory Party in the rented hotel room.
ooc;; [10/7/12 4:40:43 PM] Steve: After Casi posts, you guys be patient. My post after hers will be the final post of MEX-3.
Just a reminder that Steve is the only post to follow this one. <3